What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

For a long time afterwards, I was immersed in memories like purgatory, entangled by terrifying nightmares.Only by holding that child can you sleep peacefully.

This is the story when Atu and I met for the first time. Thinking about it now... I'm still a little embarrassed.

163. The Girl's Secret...

(View from Margaret)

After that, his father was slashed by the enchanted blade during the attack, and his body was corroded by magic.It was completely under the full treatment of Uncle Linden Wan that his life was saved.

After recovering from the serious illness, my father took me out of the castle of Uncle Lin’s home with full of indignation, and settled in the capital of the Principality in Jiadfu City.

Wanting to use his own wrist to create a world in Wales, with his own power, like the vicious and vicious little Duke of York.

But my father was really naive...Although he was quite a round older than the young Duke of York.But in politics, he knows almost nothing.

Under the two generations of York and his son for ten years, the country is full of York family members.The queen finally was either excluded or kept silent, and more of the little lords were completely defending themselves and refused to participate in the struggle within the royal family.

Therefore, less than half a year after his father took charge of Gardford City, York's minions began to stir up rumors among the citizens, set off riots, and hired robbers to pretend to be rebel farmers to besiege the city, creating the illusion of the prince's tyrannical and inhumane.Forcing my father to abandon the city and take me to take refuge in Uncle Lin's house.

But even so, the minions of the York family still reluctantly wanted to kill our father and daughter.

They entangled the strength of several lords and attacked the castle of Uncle Lin's house under the banner of "against the tyrant".But it was easily dismantled by Uncle Lin with great strength.

After that, Uncle Lin said: If anyone dared to run wild in his territory, even if he completely tore his skin, he would kill the black hand behind the scenes and all his accomplices.

The actions of the Yorkists have been reduced a lot, at least they dare not blatantly send assassins and killers into Glamorgan.

But what Uncle Lin can prevent is only this kind of obvious means.

In private, they still send out spies in every way.Poisoning in the water of the manor, poisoning in the food... After we were prepared, they even invited a curse spell to impose a spell on me and my father from a distance.

Although these spells are not effective at all under the protection of Uncle Lin's special ability.

But for me, it was still a period of extreme suffering.

Because he was suspicious that there would be an assassin from the Duke of York among the servants of the manor, my father fired all the servants and did his own work...Because of fear that someone would poison the food, my father fired the manor chef and cooked his own food ..... Because he was afraid that someone would be tampering with the ingredients he bought, his father even wanted to cultivate a field on the manor to grow vegetables and raise livestock, but he finally gave up because he had no experience.

Because all the servants were fired, and the father's body couldn't stand the long-term fatigue.So, in the end, all the work finally fell on my head.

Before that, I was a spoiled noble lady... No matter how to eat or wear clothes, I have someone to attend to, and I have never tied a button by myself.

So all simple housework makes me feel extremely difficult...Any simple process can make me feel confused...

Fortunately, I have a patient teacher, Mrs. Lilia, Attu’s stepmother.

She is a gentle woman who will teach me everything carefully, correct my mistakes tirelessly, and tell me every process repeatedly...

Under the meticulous instruction of Mrs. Lilia, I gradually mastered the skills that an ordinary woman should master.Whether it's the housework of sewing and mending, or cooking... these boring work, which seems to others, can make me feel happy from the heart.

Because compared to the canary life before, this kind of work can at least make me feel that I am a person who is beneficial to others...a person who can help others.Instead of a seemingly gorgeous parasite.

Of course...the most important thing is that I can use these skills to take care of Attu...Take care of the most important person in my life...

It was he who led me out of the nightmare...It was he who gave me the first comfort in the dark...

I will never forget the scene when Attu was saved from the darkness that day...

Because of the previous events, his father seemed to be firm in his determination to fight the Duke of York.So he frequented the capital and the principality.For safety reasons, I was fostered by my father in Uncle Lin's house for a long time.

There, my only playmates were Attu and his sister.

But I am not alone, on the contrary I am happy about it...

For me, seeing Atu every day is a great happiness.Let alone take care of him, cook for him, watch him put on the clothes he made...

Seeing Atu under my care, an indescribable sense of happiness will overflow in my heart.

For a while, I always thought that such illusory happiness would continue...forever...

Until one day, I saw the corpse shot through the head in front of the castle... and Uncle Lin's grief and horror.....

I understand that the danger has never been far away.

The man who died was Uncle Lin's illegitimate son. He was killed by Uncle Lin's previous enemies... But even if the other party used such provocative methods, Uncle Lin, who was invincible in my eyes, was also helpless.

Through the opportunity of this incident, I learned about Attu's life experience.It turns out that the gentle Mrs. Lilia was not Attu’s biological mother, Attu’s mother died when she was born.And Uncle Lin once had many women...

Although this should be a sad thing for Attu.But at the time I was faintly happy...

Because Attu is the same person as me....None of us have seen our mother....In this regard, our experience is the same.

But the more alarming issue is that Attu is not safe.

In fact, like me, he is always in danger...

So I must stand up to protect Attu from harm.

And I can't be as weak and powerless as before.

I must have the ability, the ability to protect myself and Attu.

As a woman, dancing with swords and guns and practicing spiritual energy are definitely not a wise choice for me.

So my choice is a more suitable way for me.

"knowledge is power."

This is the famous saying of Sir Bacon.

I deeply agree with this.

Because my father liked to collect all kinds of books when he was young, and the library of the royal family also had a large collection of books.

So after coming to the Principality of Wales, my father also sent his private collection.

Therefore, reading has become my biggest hobby and a way to pass the time besides taking care of Attu.

Whenever I am free, I will stay in the manor’s book collection management for most of the day.

So over time, I learned a lot of miscellaneous knowledge in the book...for example, the languages ​​of the elves and demons...the ancient languages ​​used by magicians to chant mantras...and all kinds of sensational Legends and stories.

And these mixed knowledge opened the door to another world for me...

After I have basically mastered the magic words and the ancient elven language and ancient Semitic language...I began to read those magic secrets that are generally like a heavenly book.

It didn't take long for me to master the basic principles of spells.But compared to those fancy fireballs and lightning.I prefer books about alchemy and magic potions.....especially the part in the book that tells how to configure poison and impose curses.....

Because in the past life, I have been living in their shadows, always fearing the ubiquitous poison and cursing from the sky without knowing when...

Although I hate these dark and dirty methods more than anyone in this world.

But, in order not to live in their fear.It is even more necessary for me to understand this knowledge that I extremely hate and dislike.

Because only in this way can I use the curse and the poison!

So I began to secretly purchase equipment, experimented with refining poisonous potions in the basement of the manor, and started the practice of cursing.

After going through countless potion experiments and casting a curse on himself.Having taken countless kinds of poisons and endured countless kinds of low-level curses, I have become resistant to poisons and curses.

At least, ordinary poisons and curses have no effect on me.

Now even if an assassin poisoned my food, I can eat it safe and sound.

But this alone is not enough.

Because this is far from enough to protect the small picture... and it is impossible to avenge the little Duke of York...

But if you continue according to the current progress, you can barely reach the [Great Mage] and I don’t know how long and how long to wait... let alone [catechumen] or [detachment].

After realizing this, my cultivation fell into a standstill.

I no longer rigidly carry out repetitive tasks, but try to find other shortcuts.

So I began to noddle in the library, looking for any words about mysticism.

Finally, the effort paid off.

Once when I was reading a folklore book describing the legend of monsters, I inadvertently injected curses into that book.

Then something strange happened!

I saw that a thick black mist suddenly rose on the inconspicuous cover, which wrapped the entire book.

Then there was a groan and whisper like a devil from all around!

After a burst of high-pitched chanting and strong flashes.

The old folklore book disappeared.

It was replaced by a magic book shining with evil light and bound with a black iron cover.

I saw that the black iron cover was carved with a monster with countless curved tentacles, an extremely strange and indescribable shape.The tentacles on the monster were curled up like ancient Semitic alphabets in an extremely difficult to distinguish.

It took me a long time to identify it before I could barely read it out. The meaning of "Book of Necro" was written on it.

That one is an extremely weird and terrifying book...I would never open it if it weren't for finding a shortcut to improve strength.

And the content in that book did not disappoint me.

The above, in an extremely crazy and obscure tone, records the indescribable existence that once ruled the world.They are the dominators of the old days, the strange and unpredictable ancient evil gods, and the lives that mortals cannot understand.Ordinary humans, even if they hear the terrible taboo knowledge from the ancient gods, they will die madly because they cannot understand it.

And what is recorded in this book are just a few words about those taboo knowledge... and how to please the evil god, how to make sacrifices in exchange for powerful power.

I have to say that this is just what I want.

164.There is something wrong with this evil god...

So, after basically reading through the parts that I can interpret in the Book of the Necropolis.According to the description in the book, I opened up a space for sacrifice in the basement of the manor, and then began to purchase props for sacrifice through various channels.

After all the preparations were completed, I began to build the altar according to the requirements of the "Book of Necropolis".

Out of prudent consideration, I did not choose those great beings praised by the author in a crazy tone in the book.This is a decision I made after reading it several times.The main reason is that although there are many pages describing the powerful evil gods in the "Book of the Necropolis", the records in various aspects are relatively detailed...but they are all inverted in key parts and the words are not detailed...some content Even contradictory.This makes me wonder.

The most important thing is.... In the description of offering sacrifices to these evil gods, there are basically more or less existences or hints—the sacrificers will become servants of the evil gods and receive supreme gifts in the sacrifices. , Or fall into madness.

These words written in a crazy tone made me vigilant, especially the fact that I became a servant of the evil god.

Although I have never had the experience of offering sacrifices to evil gods before, according to my experience after reading countless books of magic spells, in the ritual of summoning alien creatures, "becoming a servant" often means a technique. The failure also means that the caster will be enslaved by his summoned creature and lose himself.

Therefore, in most of the magic books and even the notes of the wizards that record dark magic, the author will often use an extremely serious or horrified tone to repeatedly emphasize: must establish a clear relationship with the summoned object, and must be in the contract Maintain the autonomy of the caster...especially when summoning the devil from the abyss plane or the devil from hell, the caster must be cautious, even if his own power cannot enslave them, he must sign Both parties contract equally to ensure their independent status.

Because these powerful creatures from the different planes are evil and cunning existences...especially the devils in the abyss, they are very intelligent creatures, they are keen to bite the word and set traps in the contract.If the caster rashly signs a contract with them, he will often be controlled by the devil by playing word games, or even lose everything, and become a slave to the devil...

But even if they successfully sign an equal contract with the devil, to make it serve themselves... the caster often has to pay an extremely heavy price.It is often necessary to dedicate someone close to the devil, or promise to sell his soul to the devil, and let him swallow it after death.

I have seen such records in many mage notes.

The devil’s contractor will often get huge benefits in a period of time, regardless of strength, prestige, or wealth status.....but this is only temporary. After the contractor tastes the sweetness, the devil will Like a loan shark who is smashing the bones and sucking the marrow, he gradually withdraws his own interest and exploits the people who deal with him to the point where he has nothing and betrayal.

Therefore, most of the people who signed with the devil eventually became impoverished by the devil's play, and eventually died in misery...or died due to the devil's tricks.

Only a handful of smart people can use the hidden stakes previously set up in the contract to fight the devil and survive.

In fact, for spellcasters with humans, the devil can already be regarded as a fairly familiar creature.Since the birthplace of writing, there has been no shortage of records of this evil in various materials.But even in this case, people who want to get benefits from the devil often end in miserable ways... It shows how dangerous it is to sign contracts with evil creatures.

This is true even for demons that are relatively similar to human beings...not to mention those evil gods that are superior, indescribable, and incomprehensible...

Although the "Book of the Necropolis" only vaguely described the words used by religious people such as "believers and servants will eventually merge with the old rulers and achieve great eternity".

But this still aroused my vigilance...After all, in the other descriptions in the book, the behavior of the ancient evil gods was so strange and unpredictable.And the result of "melting into one" may mean that the sacrificer was eventually swallowed by the evil god and became a sacrifice...or was transformed into an evil creature by the evil god and became the servant of the ancient god.

This is a result I absolutely don't want to see.

After all, I am not the kind of cultist with a broken brain, so enthusiastic that I am willing to give everything to the evil god.All I need is a way to improve my strength over a period of time, not to take myself in.

So after repeatedly reading the part about sacrifices in "The Book of the Dead", I finally chose a god who seemed "not so evil", and also the ancient god with a portrait in this entire book.

I don't know if it was worn or deliberately by the painter, the portrait of the evil god looked a little fuzzy, as if it was shrouded in mist.But I can still vaguely distinguish its image: in a group of huge and thick tentacles, there is a huge golden eye.

Although the weird image is still intimidating, but it does not have the crazy and indescribable feeling when other evil gods are described in the book.

The most important thing is that there is no description of being a servant of the god in his request for sacrifice....The caster is not even required to become his believer, but it is generally required to sacrifice blood and food. Claim.Even when introducing him, the style of writing used is completely different from other evil gods.

Although it was still a weird tone, both logic and organization were much normal.There is no such madness and chaos that is indescribable.It is hard to believe that these two paragraphs are written by the same author.

What is even more strange is that the chapter introducing this god named [The King of the North Sea] is not included in the section describing sacrifices in the Book of the Dead, but is listed separately at the end of the book.The yellowing of the pages of the book is also much shallower than the other parts...so I even suspect that this is a forgery added by later people, not the content of the original book.

But whether it was true or not, I still decided to give it a try.

Because this is my only opportunity, and the least risky opportunity.